Unpredictable: Calum Hood fanfiction

Chapter 3

I walked around for what seemed like forever until I finally found Michael and Abby. Abby has a big smile on her face and Michael looks as if he was going to fall asleep while standing up.

"Ready to go?" I ask, hoping they say yes.

"I am, I'm sure Michael is too." She grabs Michael's hand and follows closely behind me to the front door. I'm ready to get home and just sleep. As we approach my car Michael quickly jumps in and lays back across the seat. Me and Abby climb in and I start the car and turn on the heat.

"Wow it feels fucking great to sit down." I slouch down in my seat and close my eyes. 

"I couldn't agree more." Abby responds and mimics my actions.

I open my eyes and swiftly pull out of my parking spot and begin driving home. The drive back to my house is about 20 minutes, but because I have to drop off Michael and Abby, I won't be home for over another half-hour. 10 minutes into driving I turn my head and see Abby is asleep, Michael is sprawled out across the backseat snoring, so I can only assume he's asleep too.

I can't get the image of Calum and that dumbass blonde out of my head. The first conversation him and I had was nice, and in that moment I wouldn't mind talking to him again, but then he started to get cocky and uncomfortably close to me, followed by our walk and his self-centered comments. How can he be so blind to his own actions? It makes absolutely no sense! I know he's stupid, but he can't be that stupid. I know he's aware of how he acts, yet he brushes it off like it's no big deal.

I really hope what I told him while on the walk got to him, even in the tiniest bit. Maybe if he takes a second to step back and realize he's not the only person on this earth, I'll be willing to help him. I can try and get him back to how he used to be, or just better than what he is now. 

"Why would I want to constantly worry about others?"  His words play through my mind like a broken record. Why is he so... difficult? It's not bad to care for others, just don't care too much. 

As much as I dislike him, I kind of want to help him. I want to get him sober and back into school. Well he is in school, but technically he isn't. I can't remember the last time he was at school every day for a week. I wouldn't mind helping him, but I refuse to even try if he's going to continue to act the way he is. 

I pull into Michael's drive way and flip around in my seat to shake him. He stretches and wakes up Abby before getting out of the car. Abby unbuckles her seat belt and gets out too, I'm not even going to ask why she's going into his house at 2 a.m, because I already know what they're going to be doing. 

I speedidly get to my house, I don't even want to think about tonight anymore. I just want to sleep. Once I'm in my driveway, I get out of my car and walk up to my front door. I reach into my tiny bag for my key and pull it out, quickly pushing it into the lock and twisting. My front door swings open and I run upstairs to get changed out of these stupid jeans.

Once I'm in some sweatpants I don't even bother to change out of my shirt, I just brush through my hair quickly, throw it up in a pony tail and jump in bed. I have this weird thing about me where I cannot sleep unless my hair is up. I don't know why, and my mom doesn't either, but it's just me I guess.

I lay in bed for a while before I finally start drifting off. Right as I'm about to fall asleep my phone starts ringing loudly. Who's calling me at 2:28 in the morning? Why did I have to leave my phone on my desk that's across the room from me? Fuck. I throw my blanket off me and angrily walk over to my phone. Michael? What the hell does he want?

"Hello?" I say with an annoyed tone.

"Hello? Tori?" I don't know who I'm on the phone with but it's not Michael.

"Yeah, it's Tori... Who am I talking to?" 

"It's me, Calum. Michael gave me his phone earlier and he never got it back before leaving and you're the only one in his contact list who I recogonized. Are you home? Can you do me a favor?" His voice is rushed and he sounds paniced.

"Sure, what is it?" 

"I need you to pick me up from the party." 

"Calum why can't you drive home yourself? You drove to the pa-"

"It's a long story. Please Tori."

"Okay, fine, let me get changed."

"No! I need you to come now. Please. I don't even care if you're naked just please as fast as you can. Meet me at the gas station down the street from Ash's house." He says fast and hangs up. I grab a pair of toms and slide them on before running out to my car. 

Before I know it I'm in the parking lot at a gas station I've never been to looking for Calum at almost 3 in the morning. I spot him by a dumpster and honk my horn. His head pops up and he sees me, running as fast as he can to the passanger side. He gets in and buckles up as fast as he can.

"Drive back to your house." 

"Calum, what the fuck is going on!?" 

"Just drive!" He shouts.

I start driving and he looks out the back window, almost like he's making sure no one is following me.

"If someone follows me back to my house I'm going to call the cops." I break the silence between us.

"Okay." He harshly reponds.

We finally get to my house and I get out and walk to my front door, I turn around to see Calum right behind me.

"Whoa whoa whoa, what do you think you're doing?" 

"I can't go back to my house tonight, just let me stay here for one night and I'll be gone before you wake up." He begs.

I roll my eyes and open my door, allowing him to walk inside. He doesn't hesitate to push past me and almost make me fall over. I step inside and shut and lock my front door, turning back around to see him standing in the middle of the living room looking like any second he'll break down in tears. I don't even know what to do, I've known Calum for several years, but I've only actually known him for a couple hours, and he's in my house about to stay the night. 

I slowly walk over to him and raise my hand to touch his shoulder. I feel him relax slightly before tensing back up and walking away. 

"Do you want some coffee or something? I know it's like 3 in the morning but it always helps me when I'm stressed." 

"No I'm fine." He quietly answers.

"Do you wanna talk about it?" 

"No. Not tonight. Not tomorrow. Never. No one needs to know about anything. So once I'm gone tomorrow you need to act like you didn't pick me up, like you know nothing. Okay?"

"But why?" 

"Because Tori, just don't be so difficult and do it." He snaps.

"Okay first, you need to get off of my back for whatever stupid shit you did to make your night end up like this. Remember I just basically saved your ass from whatever the hell you were running from and I'm a complete stranger. Second, I'm going to bed. I expect you gone before I wake up." I say calmly while turning to walk away.

I hear him sigh and fall back onto the couch. I walk up the stairs and grab one of my pillows and an extra blanket and return back downstairs where Calum is already asleep. One of his legs off the couch, one hand behind his head, and the other in his hoodie pocket. I unfold the blanket and lay in on top of him, being careful to not make too much noise.  He looks like he's actually passed out. Something tells me he hasn't slept in days.

Now I'm never going to get some sleep, I already know I'm going to be up all night trying to think of what the hell was scaring Calum so much.

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